Egos game

the starters pistol fires your game is afoot, and the clones cheer you on you radiate intimidation don't you think she can sense your eyes pierce to the flesh, or does your ego block? you paint a pretty picture of yourself to her an abstract portrait, regardless of the truth don't you think she can sense your eyes pierce to the flesh or does your ego block out the emotions of another? you'll eat her existence a slave to your game another's pain, fears it's spelled out in her eyes when will the child's ego let go for the sake of being loved?